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moonliitneed · 3 months
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A rare peek of what's on my OF Song of the day:
They/Them Find me other places!!
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Cute transexual girl in your area needs your attention🥰💜
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missmichellets · 5 months
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I just dumped 57 pics and 20 videos on my OF & Fansly over Christmas 😳 Happy Holidays! 💝
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tsparrisx · 1 month
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pusssynw33d · 1 month
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cashapp me💦💗: $jas0lenn0n
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circusinthewalls · 17 days
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Semi-NSFW Ghost Ramblings - MDNI, AGELESS BLOGS DNI
(CW: Discussions of deep depression.) [Masterlist]
Depression's a bitch. Always finding a way to halt you in your tracks, bringing you to an abrupt, crumbling stop. Simon can tell it's starting up again. You manage to perform most of your daily necessities, but he doesn't miss the way you practically drag through them.
You eat slower, eat less. Your showers have been taking longer. Laundry doesn't get put in the wash til you're struggling to find clean clothes, fatigue pants mismatched with an undershirt, or something of the sort.
He can't place the root cause of it, but he's smart enough to not let you continue sinking deeper into it. At least if he can, that is. Stubborn thing you are.
You're a little caught off guard when he comes knocking on the door to your room one night, and even more so when he pushes past you, letting himself in. Before you can even open your mouth to question him, you've been thrown over his shoulder. He turns back the way he came, ignoring your questions and muttered pleas to be put down.
"Settin' you straight," he says when you eventually give up.
That's the only explanation you get until you've entered the showers. You recognize the room by the tile and lift your head a bit. Odd. What're the lights already on for? Should be off long by now at this hour.
Just as you begin to get a feel for your surroundings, you're lifted off Simon's shoulder and set down on what you can only assume is the edge of the sinks. You're a little too disoriented by the sudden movement to tell straight away.
"You gonna be good for me, yeah?" he queries, and you can feel his hands slide up your thighs as he moves to stand between them.
Confusion knits your brows.
"Didn't do anything," you object.
His fingers twitch, grip tightening by a fraction. You try to ignore the way it makes your cheeks heat up.
"Not what I asked."
His tone brooks no argument. Clearly, whatever it is he wants, he'll be having none of your little complaints tonight. You concede and give a tentative nod. Judging by the look in his eye, you can only assume he's pleased with the change of attitude.
He reaches behind you, retrieving.. a toothbrush and a tube of toothpaste. Both are new. Not particularly extraordinary, flimsy things that come standard issued in this line of work, but he doesn't know where you keep your toiletries and frankly couldn't be bothered to look. Grabbing these from the locker room storage closet was easier.
You glance over your shoulder to watch him wet the toothbrush, then glob the paste on it's multicolored bristles. When he brings it around infront of you his other hand is already reaching up to grip your jaw, though it stops short.
"Open your mouth."
You hesitate, glancing between him and the toothbrush. Hell, if he wanted you to brush your teeth you didn't understand why he couldn't let you do it yourself. He fixes you with a look, and you slowly do as you're told. He wrenches a thumb gently into your mouth, cocking it up to get you to open wider.
Your cheeks flush brighter, the faintest whine escaping once he starts brushing your teeth.
"Shh, there ya go," he soothes. "Just be good for me. You're doin' so well already."
Once it comes to brushing your tongue he has the tip pinched between his fingers. The whole thing feels strangely intimate, especially when he accidentally dips the toothbrush back too far and makes you gag. He curses under his breath, muttering a hushed 'sorry' as he finishes up.
He continues on with his little whispers of how good you're being, reassuring you every chance he gets. Unfortunately, it's getting you more and more worked up by the second.
When all is said and done your breath is coming out in soft pants, your face and gut burning with feelings you didn't expect to arise from such an exchange. Shit.
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Part two, perhaps? Maybe as a little treat. Keep an eye out for it. Feel free to ask to be tagged if you're interested. <3
Edit: Part two is [here]!
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girltwinkskye · 24 days
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Hornybait Monday wooo
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moonliitneed · 4 months
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Song of the day: (please, please, please listen to this it is so beautiful)
Most recent poll: here
They/Them
Find me other places!!
I made a playlists with all my 'sons of the day'
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Would you take it off for me?
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clittykit · 9 days
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I felt really cute 🥺🥰💖
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missmichellets · 5 months
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Find out what my massive bulge is hiding: @TransGoddessMichelle on OnlyFans ✌🏻😘
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tsparrisx · 1 month
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Y'all are not ready for all this beauty 🥰
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margaretmcgarry · 1 month
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Follow my only fans
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moonliitneed · 6 months
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Debated on this one
They/Them
Find me other places!!
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red-hot-silly-gender · 2 months
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Would you clap it?😅
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blue-moonjelly · 1 year
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Morning treat
Beel x NB reader
{sleepy sex, oral, heavy praise}
MINORS DNI
“M-Mc please, please wake up”
Your deep sleep was slowly being interrupted, heavy breaths tickling your left ear as you felt Beel’s large body practically squirm next to you. At first you figured that maybe he was possibly in the midst of a nightmare and murmuring in his sleep, but as you woke up and became more aware, you could feel from his fingers desperately trailing in between your legs that a nightmare was not the case.
“MC” Beel spoke again, his voice dripping in ecstasy.
As you looked up to meet his gaze, you could see the layer of lust that fogged his beautiful violet eyes, and instantly your heart quickened in it’s once steady pace.
“Beel” you now spoke, not bothering to say another thing or conjure up any questions before melting your lips upon his, his mouth hungrily making a meal of yours and sloppily leaving to take a taste of your neck as he painted kisses on every inch of your flesh as if it were the most intricate canvas, because in his mind you were.
You couldn’t think, couldn’t move, you simply didn’t have the energy to just yet. So as Beel ravaged your body, you chose to assure him with your sweet moans that he was doing everything right, it was his favorite form of praise to acquire from you.
“I was so hungry” Beel groaned against your skin, the vibrations in his voice making your sensitive body tremble, “your body was so warm” he continued “your smell is so intoxicating to me, and all I could think of was your taste” his mouth was now trailing lower and lower, his tongue carving a road of saliva down your stomach as he grabbed at your hips with an iron grip.
“Please” he sighed against your sensitivity “please let me taste”.
At this request your brain felt like it was frying, struggling at coming up with words to express how badly you wanted him.
Desire? Lust? Need?
No words felt worthy enough to express the feelings that made your body tremble.
“Beelzebub” you spoke like a sweet forbidden word, as you caressed your knee against his cheek, his eyes turning wide at your use of his full demon name. And in that moment there was no other exchange in words that needed to be said, you both knew from there that the pleasure would speak for itself, that your bodies would now melt into one.
Beel took no other hesitation in ravaging every inch of your sensitivity, his heavy breath and your piercing moans being the only sound that erupted off the walls and flooded the room, you swore you could see the air turning thick with your mingled ecstasy and it made you even more vulnerable.
His nails dug indents into your thighs, your groans of indescribable pleasure only pushing him further to his goal of showing you just how gluttonous he could be, his tongue lapping and covering every crevice of you in his saliva.
“Please” he spoke against you, “please allow me a drink”
Your entire body, from head to toe was under a never ending trance, feeling compelled to give the demon what he so desperately craved.
Your demon was thirsty, and who were you to deny a demon of his desires?
A lamentation so deep within your voice sang from your lips as your back arched and your thighs gripped angrily at the demon between your legs.
He gripped back at your body, his nails dragging against your skin as he swallowed his drink down and sucked away for every remaining drop, fully intent on not letting such a delicacy go to waste.
Your heavy breaths shared the same quickened pace as you laid trembling, your legs unable to move from their position, leaving Beel to push them apart so he could free himself.
His mouth was wet and his cheeks were stained red, yet despite this, he looked back at you with the most wondrous gaze as he took in the sight of your body and continued to lap away at the juices left on his fingers.
“What a great morning” he hummed.
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